As the door to the filthy, cramped bathroom swung open, a young, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead, Livio stepped out with a mop and bucket in hand. His usual routine was to clean the school toilets at the end of the day, but today had been particularly busy. He'd already cleaned up a urine-soaked mess on one of the walls and multiple instances of graffiti when he heard the lock on one of the stalls click open.
"Oh fantastic," Livio muttered under his breath as he began making his way towards the sound. "Just what I need, one more mess to clean up..." He pushed open the stall door, preparing himself for what might be within. The stench of urine and feces hit him like a brick wall but he maintained his composure, steeling himself for what he was about to see.
Inside the stall was a girl he didn't recognize - she must have been new to the school. She stood up from the filthy toilet and as Livio's eyes took in the scene before him, his jaw dropped. Her white, cotton schoolgirl underwear was completely covered in shit, brown stains running down her thighs and splattered across the seat of the toilet. She moved out of the stall, not seeming to notice or care about the mess she'd made.
Livio was momentarily frozen, unable to move or speak. For a second, he contemplated just leaving, pretending he hadn't seen the girl. But he knew that wasn't his duty - his responsibility as a janitor was to clean up after others, no matter how disgusting the task might be.
"Um, excuse me," he finally managed to get out, "you might want to find a different stall next time... this one is, well, it's a bit... you know." Livio gestured vaguely towards the toilet, his face burning with shame.
The girl turned to look at him, meeting his eyes for the first time. She was unfazed by his words, her expression blank. "I don't care," she said simply, turning her back on him as she began to walk out of the bathroom.
Livio stared after her in disbelief. Suddenly, the urge to vomit rose up within him but he fought it down. "I can't believe this," he muttered under his breath as he shut the stall door and turned back towards the mess on the floor.
He grabbed some toilet paper and began wiping up the excess feces, the putrid smell making his eyes water. As he worked, he couldn't help but feel like he was the lowest of the low - a toilet slave cleaning up after others. He hated his job, hated the school, and hated himself for being in this position.
Just as he was about to move on to the next stall, the bathroom door opened again. This time, it was another girl, one he recognized as a classmate of the first girl. "Oh shit," he muttered under his breath as she walked in, oblivious to the mess around her.
Again, Livio was forced to clean up after the girl, his hands shaking with disgust as he scrubbed the filth from the toilet bowl and floors. As he worked, he couldn't help but notice a small trail of shit on the floor, leading towards the exit. He followed it, praying that the girl wouldn't have made a mess elsewhere in the bathroom.
To his horror, the trail led to another stall, this one already occupied by a third girl. She was unaware of the disaster she was about to leave behind, completely focused on her phone as she defecated. Livio felt like he was being dragged through hell, forced to clean up one mess after another.
Finally, when he thought things couldn't get any worse, the door opened again. It was the first girl, back for more. She didn't even bother to look at him as she walked in, her focus solely on relieving herself. Livio felt like he was going to break down, tears of shame and frustration stinging at his eyes.
He couldn't do it anymore. He couldn't be a toilet slave anymore. With one last look at the girl on the toilet, Livio turned and fled the bathroom, leaving the mess for someone else to clean up. As he raced down the hallway, his heart pounding in his chest, he swore to himself that he would never set foot in a school bathroom again.
